Tag Archives: Father

Wistful Recollections and Candid Confessions

As a child I wished that the people around me understood me. As a teenager I wished that I understood myself. As a young adult I wished that I understood the world. As a middle aged woman I finally understood … Continue reading

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“If I ever catch you with one of them, I’ll kill ya.” He was a sailor, he was a patriot, a Catholic, a husband and a good man. He was a bigot, he was short tempered and self righteous. He … Continue reading

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At Home

Gentle breath, an infant’s breath, soft and rhythmic, no yearning because all one’s needs are met. The cradle, like the arms of Mother; the cottony soft blanket as tender against the skin as Father’s breath. Hope. Promise. It didn’t turn … Continue reading

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